I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream

If you follow every dream you might get lost,

That which is dreamed can never be lost, can never be undreamed.

I am not in my gallery and neither do I hold your sigil. Will you speak to me?

But we do not need to recount every sermon and eulogy. After all, you were there.

You say I have no power? Perhaps you speak truly... But — you say that dreams have no power here? Tell me, Lucifer Morningstar... Ask yourselves, all of you... What power would hell have if those imprisoned were not able to dream of heaven?